-Daniel-

I knew a place, and certainly, didn't take much time taking her there, and trying not to trip through the pure elation.

It was new, and at this level it was overwhelming.

Every part about her had been tonight in a way that was mouth-watering. She was still a mystery to be discovered in very many aspects, but in the few I've uncovered already.

She was a frenzied flame, unlike anyone I'd ever encountered. Raw power kept nicely contained in the most beautiful and assured being.

I didn't dare to try again to search her instinct. I didn't find the risk work the reward.

The risk of her growing wary and backing away, taking with her the sparks this night had ignited between us.

The conversations, the laughs, that look she gave me after she checked to see if my compliments were genuine. It was all so perfect.

That, and then the way she kissed me made my knees go weak.

I'm a prince. Such things shouldn't happen to me from just anybody, and I couldn't help but wonder if things would be different had she known that.

Later. I could wonder later. For now I had other things to focus on.

It sounded like she was only here for a short time, which saddened a part of me, oddly enough, but made me dedicated to making sure she left here with fond memories.

Fond enough to come back one day.

I pulled her into the room of the inn that resided two buildings down from the one we were just in, finding myself getting pushed against the wall the second the door was shut.

Not my typical place to be in these kinds of situations, but I didn't plan on stopping a woman who knew what she wanted.

Our hands returned to each other within a heartbeat, one on my shoulder and cheek were used to pull her back into me, and reignite our kiss.

I aided her, flattening a hand against her lower back, and quite a bit of her hair that was unavoidable.

Our purrs were already singing in unison, and I could taste that her enthusiasm was at a similar stage as mine was. I could feel it through my senses as well as just know it in how she was kissing me.

I'd go ahead and say mine was at a slightly higher level.

My skin was already itching to get these clothes off so I could embrace her fully, so I could feel these surprisingly gentle hands everywhere else.

But, I was waiting for her to initiate that. She'd already deemed herself at the one in charge, and I didn't care enough to try to change that given how well she played with it.

So instead, I twirled a finger around her belt loop, and pulled her hips to mine.

Her shuddering gasp made me peek open an eye, getting met with that deep pine green in her eyes.

They narrowed just a bit, and I felt her lips raise into a grin before they parted from mine.

I only got a single breath our before she returned with teeth against my bottom lip, fangs teasing the area while the hand on my cheek lowered.

Fingerpads tread lightly down the cords of my neck, eyes staring me down analytically like she was gauging my reaction.

My reaction was a deeper purr, and nearly tearing this belt loop from her pants getting my lips back onto hers.

Her touch sent tingles through my skin and would have sent one of my hands back against this wall for support if I didn't need to be touching her so damn badly.

I needed more of her. Usually, I could exercise a little bit of poise and patience, but with her I could find no such thing within me.

Already I could feel my fangs begin to ache, and that itch against my skin for her to do the same.

I'd tried to be so formal about it all night. The neck was an intimate spot for us all and it seemed mine was done pretending like he didn't need something more than just her touch.

God I was really just going all in tonight huh?

I hoped there was enough alcohol in my blood right now to sway her from tasting or processing any substantial difference if things were to go there.

From my own understanding, royal blood didn't taste much different unless you knew what to look for, and I highly doubted that she's tasted it before.

"These are the only clothes I brought with me," She spoke, lips caressing mine with each one while the hand on my shoulder slid down to mine that was twisted in her belt loop, "Please be gentle with them."

A quiet growl rumbled in my chest as my first response, eliciting another one of her beautiful giggles while I pulled my hand from her pants.

Not just at her request, and how she spoke it in a teasing manner.

Toying with my deepest instinct, she must know already had her in full attention.

She knew exactly what she was doing, down to our deeper biology. It was hard to find someone who took interest in that part of us, let alone knew how to use and mess with it.

Oh, this was going to be fun.

I held my peace for another moment, taking it to observe what her next move would me.

"Thank you," She commended my cooperation with that same tone, now dragging her hands down my torso to untie her jacket from my waist.

I heard it fall to the floor before she took another step forward, pressing her chest against mine and pressing soft pecks across my jaw.

Again teasing that line over my neck.

My breathing hitched, solidifying myself with hands back down at her waist to hold her there.

In a way, it felt like she was running on altered muscle memory. Which was fine by me, but I needed to make sure that its how she wanted to spend tonight.

This night was hers, I'd decided.

With how he explained it to me, she didn't get out much, and this was her one night of freedom and fun.

She'd been so kind in letting me join her, so it was only fair for me to make sure she lived this night the way she wanted, and not take her from the vacation she came here for.

If taking charge was something she was used to, then maybe she wanted a break from that as well.

No harm in asking.

I turned my head down to face her, having her gentle kisses come to an end.

"Do you want to keep the lead tonight? Or let go and let me take care of you?" I offered with a soft grin of my own.

She stopped with a hand on my chest, wide eyes switching between mine with her mouth now slightly agape. In surprise. Like no one had ever offered her such a thing.

There was a moment of silence before she answered.

"Take care of me?" She repeated curiously with a heart-melting tilt of her head.

I took a moment to... think.

That idea shouldn't sound that foreign to anyone, but now wasn't the time to delve into that.

So instead I just nodded, cupping her jaw and rubbing my thumb against one cheek, I leaned in to kiss the other, giving me the perfect position for me to give my answer quietly right beside her ear.

"That's right, Caroline," I tucked her hair behind the ear I spoke to, "You've been kind enough to let me accompany you on this rare night out of yours. Let me thank you for that. Let me treat you like royalty before your night is over."

Still, she stared, eyes narrowing and drifting from me in thought.

Her hands had paused their exploration right at the seam of my shirt, causing me to curse my own timing.

So instead I was the one to move, breathing hot air over her neck and fealing her jolt before I began those kisses against her shoulder.

My eyes crept straight ahead in this room at the small bed in the corner.

"Or, you can just push me onto this bed and have your way with me however you'd like. I'm happy to be a part of either." I concluded, meaning every single word on both accounts.

She was a special case where I'd do whatever was needed to keep this moment and make her happy.

That smile of hers was something else.

"Show me," She whispered in a somewhat unsure tone. An uncharacteristic change from what I've heard before.

The sound of it made my chest tighten, but she spoke again before I could dwell on it.

"Show me the first one."

My smile made its grand reappearance, my purr strengthening enough for it to show in my voice.

"Gladly."

She sucked in a gasp when my hands scooped her up by her thighs, one that immediately melted into another one of her laughs.

Her lips returned to mine and she grabbed some stability in my hair before my legs moved us both to the bed.

I lowered her gently, a hand on her lower back guiding her onto it while I climbed over her in the same motion.

The feeling of her thighs pressing against my sides sent more heat flooding throughout my body, a new hunger biting at me.

She hummed into how I'd settled her, releasing my hair and trailing nails down my sleeves.

"Take it off Levi," she crooned, tracing a single finger down the center of my shirt.

Never in my life had I found a command so thrilling.

Usually, such talk would rile up that princely part of me that doesn't take disrespect, this solidified the fact I'd already assumed. That she was already all over my good side.

"You too, princess," I replied lowly, my face only being an inch away from mine.

She bit her lip through her smile, fangs greeting in the most beautiful way.

"You first." She breathed, lengthening the nail of her finger into a claw and bending it into my shirt.

Oh, I liked how she played.

And so I listened, leaning in for one last kiss before leaning back to do as I was told.

She watched intently, pushing up onto her elbows for a good view.

I made sure to give her something worth viewing, making a show of reaching my arms back and grabbing my shirt right at its back collar.

Slowly, I pulled it from my body, flipping my hair to make sure it fell back into its place.

Her eyes widened and those lips of hers pursed just a noticeable amount.

I could hear the way her heart sped, and since the evergrowing arousal of both of us filling the air around us.

"I don't know what I was expecting- I don't think I had expectations but... Wow, you're hot."

Her eyes continued to look over me during my chuckle.

As the seconds passed, I then noticed the color that dared to tint her cheeks.

She was...blushing. Hard.

I'd thought that I saw something close to that on her earlier, but here it was undeniable.

And damn did it feel good.

I wasn't jacked by any means, but as a prince, it was easy for me to keep my overall toned figure up.

"I'm glad I didn't disappoint," I began, lowering myself back over her, but still allowing her the space she needed.

She welcomed me back with warm hands pressing over my triceps, back around to my shoulders, and then down over my sides.

Her pupils thinned in the midst of her slow, analytical movements, yet she didn't show any other sign that would typically follow most vampires in that situation.

No sudden tensing, no fight with her instinct, no sudden feral outburst.

She was still in full, calculated control. Like her instinct just wanted to peek out to get its own lay of the situation.

Another intriguing show of her power and control.

I wondered if she could feel mine. If she could tell that I was different in a similar way that she stood out to me.

I had internal precautions to ensure she couldn't find the truth, but I found that the wonder helped in taking this night further.

She returned back to me with ease and a subtle, relaxing exhale, meeting my eye as if checking my reaction to what I'd just seen.

Alright, so maybe that wasn't fully under her control, but it was still very impressive.

My smile softened while my fingers teased their way under her shirt across the soft skin of her belly, leading her to quickly work at her own shirt.

She did that perfect little cross-her-arms,-grab-the-bottom,- and-pull move, dropping her shirt next to where mine laid and leaving those mass of blonde waves to still.

Now it was my turn to appreciate the view.

She too had quite a subtle show of muscle that not a lot of vampiric women tended to keep. Whether it was because of their own personal preference, or societal norms.

I didn't care one way or the other, but seeing it on her drove me absolutely wild. The way it showed ever deeper the power I could feel within her.

"Gorgeous," I whispered, watching her lay back down fully.

Though it didn't stop there, her head then turned upwards against the blankets she was on, fully exposing her neck to me.

I blinked at the undeniable invitation, giving her a few seconds to change her mind, but she didn't budge.

'Take it' I could feel the message clear as day in my mind as a pleading urge.

So I did so with the proper care and approach I'd promised her.

I started again with those heated breaths across her neck, teasing my lips against it.

She gave me no sort of refusal, but instead a rather ragged breath that told me I was on the right track. The arms that hooked under my arms and against my back pushed it further.

The teasing then turned to slow, carefully places kisses. Ones that allowed me to taste and feel the way her skin heated beneath me.

My thumbs rubbed circles into the protruding hipbones, relishing the way her legs tensed through it all.

Her hum of satisfaction and the nails pressing into my skin had my pants feeling tight, but my urge to get her going trumped that one.

I kept it tender with the way I turned up my movements, taking my time evolving from those kisses to enjoying every moment of dotting hickeys over the places she'd allowed me to be.

Feeling her purr so close, and the way it resonated with mine.

My hands drifted, fingers pressing into her skin and leading her to arc her back the moment they went there, aiming for that clasp of her bra.

I felt the pride in her sigh, in the way she relaxed into where she was with me.

Yeah... I think she needed this.

There wasn't a single ounce of hesitation while I got her bra undone.

"Eager now, aren't we Levi?" She mused instead, drawing patterns in my back with her nails.

Dammit, I should have just given her my real name and hoped for the best, this was driving me crazy.

"For you, my dear, yes. Absolutely." I replied, pinching her skin between my teeth to test the waters.

She sucked in a gasp, hips raising and pressing into mine.

Her tracing turned into a quick sting that turned this discomfort in my pants into straight misery.

I heard her curse something under her breath. I didn't quite catch it, but felt whatever resolve it gave her through her movements.

Her hands were gone from my back, and now resided at my belt, getting it undone rather quickly.

Fuck yes!

The sudden intensity of her arousal in the air caught me off guard for a moment, but I didn't let that hinder me long, and I was aiding her in her endeavors by the next second.

I barely got these pants halfway down before deciding hers were more important.

Again I went for the belt loops and pulled gently to get them off of her.

She lifted her hips in cooperation, allowing me to switch my hold on things so I could remove her undergarments as well.

To get everything off all at once, and I did the same once she was taken care of with a very relieving groan.

I caught myself stiffening for only a moment when I turned back to watch her slide her bra from her arms and pluck it off to the side from where she now sat upright.

Such elegance and grace in every move of hers. I was enraptured.

They way she leaned back on straightened arms for support, her knees together and bent now that I was no longer between them.

Her eyes narrowed above her confident smirk, knowing all too well that she had my full attention.

My eyes wanted to wander, like a lot, but those eyes... it was like I couldn't look away.

She broke it first, taking the initiative in looking at what we'd presented each other.

Her tongue swiped over her bottom lip, her focus doubling down at my erection.

I'd love to do something similar, but her calves were crossed in such a way that obstructed my view.

Another growl presented itself in my chest at the realization, only making that look of hers grow.

"How are you gonna take care of me all the way over there?" she queried with a feigned innocence that sent my instincts going wild.

Now that I'd had her beneath me, and she'd bared me her neck and I took it... That was a deep vampiric deal that was made, and she was now toying with it.

And I was so taken with the view that I just let her.

What a position she'd put her own prince in...

I didn't wait any longer to move myself back onto the bed and place my hands on her knees to part them.

She let me do so quite easily, moving her legs so her ankles interlocked behind me.

That subtle action had me forgiving her rather quickly.

I got settled between them as she fell back down fully onto the bed, and pressed my fingers down her thighs like a massage.

Her arms stretched back past her head against these sheets, sporting another arc in her back, and a movement of her hips against me that left me staggering.

Those urges continued to pound against my chest.

If she was going to play it like that, then it's only fair, right?

I'll take care of her... That much still hasn't changed.

I leaned back over her again, taking my time with the way I kissed my way up her body. From her stomach to her sternum, her breasts, and her collarbone, I needed to experience every last bit that I could.

She wriggled beneath me with a delight I could hear through every sound she made, then caught her gasp with my mouth on hers the same moment my thumbs swept her nipples.

She exhaled said gasp in a blissful groan, melting back into my afflictions.

Her tongue taunted against my fangs, making the already existing ache just start to yearn more. Like she was trying to frustrate and further draw out my instinct.

I'll admit, if that was her plan, it was working. eventually leading me to hook a hand at her back and pull her chest to mine.

The rumbles in both fuelled eachothers. My need and drive for her were growing by the moment, but I didn't want to seem as greedy as I felt given my earlier promises to her.

There was so much to unravel, so much I wanted to do. So much to discover from this wild woman I'd managed to let drag me along

I knew I couldn't do it all. We only had one night together after all.

Both her arms and legs pulled me closer as I worked my way back down her neck, scraping my fangs down with me.

"Mhm," She hummed her approval to every little thing, and my body responded to each sound of hers like it was a call to be answered.

My attention honed to the near whimper that fell from her lips, like a part of that control she was still holding despite what I'd told her was slipping.

The moment she fell from it I knew.

A hand of hers flew to one side of my neck while I was pulled from hers, and her teeth now scraped across the other side.

The other pressed itself palm-up against my dick.

I couldn't stop my hips from bucking at the contact. That mixed with an unintelligible string of curses.

"Please just- I...," her holds tightened like she was bracing for her own words, "need it so badly."

I felt like I was about to explode holy fuck.

My patience was cracking, with such an invitation- with such a plead it felt like patience was no longer something that was needed.

I wanted to do more. To taste her, to gauge her, to figure out some of the little things, but she was asking and I wasn't going to say no.

The shudder of her breath against my neck as I shifted further proved that this was the right move.

My body as all but singing in celebration while I positioned myself between her legs.

She let out something close to a small hiccup as soon as I pressed into the welcoming, slick warmth, pressing her nose into where my neck met my shoulder.

Claws peaked from her nails and met with my skin both on my neck and the side under my ribs she now clung to, and I made sure to keep her held as close to me as possible.

The deep sound I let out couldn't be stopped the deeper into her I pushed, feeling a shiver from the depths of my instinct rattling up my spine.

I tried to take it slow just out of a show of respect, and she rewarded me with steady, warm kisses down my neck between her breaths.

That soft press of her bare chest, and the tension in her legs every so often was a feeling I felt I could die in and be happy.

She was the perfect fit in every sense. In every applicable way she outshined anyone living in my memory.

My body was moving on its own, circling my hips into her in gentle, undemanding motions. I wanted to keep her in that relaxed yet satisfied state it took her this long to accept.

That, and I found no need to change.

This was pleasure in its rawest form. It strayed further than just the physical satisfaction in a way I wasn't used to but wasn't about to question.

I thought that maybe because both of our instincts were awake and present that they too had the chance to play a part.

Typically I'd hide mine away, I'd force it into temporary dormancy just to help me keep up the act that I wasn't an heir. With her, I couldn't get it to go away after my initial check.

And those I typically laid with didn't know how to use theirs enough to make much of a difference. It'd show in bursts throughout the night that only worked in amplifying their sexual drive, but it didn't work like this.

Perhaps it had to do with just the matching of our instincts. Maybe not matching, but there was an undeniable compatibility deep down within us both.

A silent agreement between the two that couldn't yet register to the rest of us.

Whatever it was, I was getting lost in it. Every other thing outside of this was slowly fading into a haze I felt no need to stop.

She was my prime focus in this moment.

I reached a hand back to grab her thigh and pull it back enough for me to get the positioning that I wanted, feeling her tighten deliciously around me with my next grind, and straining out her next sound.

"Oh!" She sounded, straightening her spine for a half second before falling back into my movements.

I aided by lowering her back onto the bed, and pressing in such a way that kept her hips up and angled in the way I wanted.

In the way she must have agreed on too. I could feel her ensuring that part of her stayed put.

Her hands traveled during the position change, raising back up for her fingers to intertwine with each other behind my head, and pull me back into another kiss.

The hunger within us both was now different. More heightened, More feral.

With each motion of my hips into the most perfect specimen, I knew to make it count.

I didn't have to work hard to kiss her with the intention to let her feel that, timing each kiss with the drawback of my hips

And still, she got greedy, pulling me harder against her lips and taking charge of our kiss.

I couldn't help but laugh into it, ensuring that she felt it as much as she heard it, and encouraging her to do as she pleased.

I'd feed off of whatever she gave me, and turn it into something she'd appreciate.

My rhythm had begun to build into the one she was guiding me into with the squeeze in her legs and the subtle undulation of her hips into mine.

Her next gasping mewl was the sign that I'd reached it, and kept with it accordingly.

"Right there," She breathed, "Please just-"

"No need for the pleads, Princess," I cut her off, catching that glowing green gaze with mine disguised as blue, " Not when this night is for you."

She blinked at me for only a moment, before sending me no more than a nod and claiming my mouth yet again.

Her fervor lead to a few rather rough thrusts on my part, causing sparks licking up my spine while she took me like a goddess.

Blessing me with those vocal breaths and delighted moans. Those quiet laughs whenever she'd nip my bottom lip or return to teasing my aching fangs.

Her hands separated and lowered as if stretching her arms down my spine, pulling goosebumps up onto my skin then she traced her nails up that same path.

There was a hitch in her movements followed by something familiar.

The hard pressure of her fingerpads came with a hesitation I'd felt before, but I meant these words this time more than most.

Because this time I could feel myself pleading for the sting that came with it as if it were as important as air.

"Don't hold back. Let it out," I whispered, feeling the sting of fully extended claws securing me for a more unbreakable hold.

That was what this night was for, right? For her to let loose while she could?

I reveled in the pure need I could feel behind her hold. In the way her breaths turned to pants.

Then she was absent from my lips, hers having now returned with a desperate hiss and a hushed whine against my neck.

She didn't second guess for long before the next, much more pleasurable pierce came in the form of her fangs

My movement paused for a moment if only to gather my wits before they could spread too thin.

This feeling in particular always differed from woman to woman, but the intensity I was feeling from where her fangs implanted into my skin left me breathless.

I could feel myself replenishing blood as it was taken from me only to ensure that she had her fill.

My body was on fire, trying to balance this rush of emotions and sensations while keeping up with her requests.

I could feel myself starting to slip, my muscles tensing from that building and tightening in my scrotum.

She owned every single one of my senses, she had every ounce of my attention.

Nothing else could jump in to ruin that. Not until she was satisfied.

Every ounce of me agreed, focusing firm and delighting in every stroke of delicious friction within her.

with the mix of both fangs and claws all at once, I was a goner. It was no longer than ten seconds before came undone deep within her.

The shudder and ecstasy hit me with such a thick intensity that I should have seen coming, but still wasn't prepared for.

I was so hyper aware of the way I was pulsing within her and how heavenly she responded with nothing but more encouraging movements.

I didn't dare let that stop me for a second, and she praised me by sealing the wound herself and biting the same spot again with her front teeth.

"Fuck, Caroline," My voice was ragged, but the soft sound she made had me accepting it.

I could feel she too was coming close, the wriggling of her legs, the sound of her breaths becoming more and more desperate, the strain in her sounds.

Alright, my turn.

I set a hand flat against her chest to press her down against the mattress for the perfect position for me to aim.

She exposed her neck to me again before I could ask her to, and I couldn't wait a second longer to sink my teeth into her flesh.

As soon as I did, I heard her choke as that sudden burst of new sensation worked her over that edge and into an orgasm.

The rush of blood and muscle spasm made it taste that much sweeter in my head.

I fought to keep my same steady rhythm through her movements, trying not to let my focus stray too far with the claws in my back and the hand fisting my hair.

Her lips uttered my fake name, feeling her clench in a quick pulsing rhythm around my hard-on as it finished its course.

I pulled away and licked a trail up her neck as her chest rose and fell.

I dared to slow the motion of my hips, finding out rather quickly that I wasn't going to be doing that for long.

"Don't stop," She said between heavy breaths, "I'm not done with you."

I grinned against her, kissing the curve of her jaw.

"Good. I wanna savor this all night."